| I feel it, I feel it under my skin
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| I feel the start of the end
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| It burns and it burns through my mind
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| Yet I still look inside
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| Searching from within
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| Begging for peace of mind
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| Rotted through
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| Like we have nothing but bones to lose
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| Trapped in this moment in time, inside this frail mind
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| Hanging on to memories of brighter days
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| This fleeting hope that we can make a change
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| I’ve opened my eyes I’m not afraid anymore
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| I’m not afraid anymore
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| They say we’re the wasted youth
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| Hold me close and don’t let go
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| They say are we don’t know the truth
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| Don’t let these demons take control
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| They say we’re the wasted youth
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| Hold me close and don’t let go
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| They say we don’t know the truth
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| Don’t let these demons take control
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| I feel it, I feel it settling in
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| This feeling starting again
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| It burns and it burns through my soul
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| No sense of wrong or right
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| My eyes are fighting the light
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| I fear we’re running out of time
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| I fear we’re running out of time
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| I fear the light is burning out
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| I fear the worst but I can’t make a sound
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| Did we forget the words that we’re told?
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| We were the ones with hearts of gold
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| I fear the light is burning out
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| I see the world as it comes down
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| Did we forget the words we’re told?
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| When did innocence become so old
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| I’ve seen the fire that’s in your eyes
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| I watched it leave the day your spirit died
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| Promise me you won’t remember a thing
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| The worlds not the same as it used to be
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| Don’t let these demons take you
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| I’ve seen the fire that’s in your eyes
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| I’m letting go, of all the pain we live in
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| I’m letting go, I’m letting go
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| They say we’re the wasted youth
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| Hold me close and don’t let go
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| They say we don’t know the truth
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| Don’t let these demons take control
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| They say we’re the wasted youth
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| Hold me close and don’t let go
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| They say we don’t know the truth
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| Don’t let these demons take control |